The other morning, the 5:30 a.m. alarm set off a debate. It went something like this:
Flesh: Go ahead and stay in bed for another half hour. You deserve it. Besides, it’s still dark, and outside this nice comforter it’s c-c-c-cold.
Spirit: But I need this time with God.
Flesh: You can get time with God later today. Just nestle down in this warm, soft bed and sleep a little longer.
Spirit: But I really like to start my day off right with prayer and devos.
Flesh: Well, you can pray while you’re in bed, can’t you? Take another fifteen minutes. It won’t matter that much.
Then, just as I was beginning to drift into dreamland, a picture burst onto the theater screen of my mind. I was in an airplane, about to jump (only in my dreams!) and the pilot turned around and said, “Don’t jump without your parachute.” “Of course,” I thought, “how stupid of me.” Fully awake, I got up and hustled into the other room. Flesh almost talked me into jumping into the day without my parachute.
The Lord upholds all those who fall… Psalm 145:14